一
路
经
行
处
,
Walking along a little path,
莓
苔
见
履
痕
。
I find a footprint on the moss,
白
云
依
静
渚
,
A while cloud low on the quiet lake,
春
草
闭
闲
门
。
Grasses that sweeten an idle door,
过
雨
看
松
色
,
A pine grown greener with the rain,
随
山
到
水
源
。
A brook that comes from a mountain source –
溪
花
与
禅
意
,
And, mingling with Truth among the flowers,
相
对
亦
忘
言
。
I have forgotten what to say.
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